In the Tutu Temple in the distance, Tutu Gong looked at his nose and heart, as if he was really a clay sculpture, and everything in front of him was invisible.
He knew that the little loach had an aura, so the monk was unlucky and happened to bump into it.
It's not a big deal, it's just a monk from outside. I just pray that the little loach won't kill him and go to the monk's temple, and the group of monks won't dare to mess around.
After all, the entire Changning County is not Shinto territory, and the monks are considered senior.
Qiu Ping gave the noisy monk a good beating, and his anger subsided a bit, making him feel awkward.
Where is the awkwardness?
He thought about it, maybe what he just did was called Wu Wu Furious. Even if he beat the monk, the matter would not be solved.
At the end of the day, it will be whatever it is that day, or whatever it is not.
Next year, those people will be very good at harvesting grain and kicking the stems. The farmers will still have more than half of the crops that they have worked hard for a year.
But how to solve those situations?
The little loach didn't know what to think and didn't know how to solve it.
That made him feel a little depressed, and he couldn't even feel happy digging holes.
After the food delivery incident, Huang'ao Village returned to peace again.
Although the harvest will be three to five dou more per mu of land next year, the confinement life of the villagers does not seem to be getting better.
Fortunately, it hasn't gotten worse.
In the awkward mood of little Loach, the twelfth lunar month has entered unknowingly, and many families in the village have already gone to celebrate the New Year.
"Whoosh."
A bright golden light flew across the sky and fell into the ancient well.
The golden light fell into the Jingdong Temple and immediately turned into a voice: "The end of the year is approaching, and the underworld wants to eliminate the ghosts of epidemics and disasters. We, the only righteous gods in the world, have a duty to enter the underworld together to calm down the ghosts..."
Is that a decree from the City God, requesting that the gods from Changning County be summoned to go to the underworld to kill the underworld ghosts that are about to cause trouble on New Year's Eve?
Every time during the Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, New Year's Eve and other moon festivals held by Tiandong, Yin ghosts will riot in Youhuang, trying to rob the human world of incense. Therefore, every year when these stages are approaching, the Yin divisions will unite with the earthly creatures to jointly kill those Yin ghosts.
ghost.
That time, it was finally Changning County's turn.
Like the wild god priesthood that Hebo obtained before, he would have obtained it when the underworld was slaying ghosts.
Qiu Ping considered the decree repeatedly, but he didn't want to think about it at all.
Just kidding, he currently has the richest net worth among the eighth and ninth grade gods. If he can afford it, why not just spend his life with that small amount of money? He is practicing in the temple and piling up all kinds of resources. Wouldn't it be happy?
As for Bu Nao, according to the city god's order, the land can choose whether to participate or not, but all water gods must enter the underworld to encircle and suppress it.
Because most of the land gods are not civil servants, squires, good people, etc., they become gods after death, and are not good at fighting at all, they belong to the civil service system. However, the water gods, mountain gods and the like are many monsters, and their fighting power is not weak, which is equivalent to the military attachés in the world.
Unless there are special reasons, the water gods and mountain gods are not allowed to be absent.
"Is it true that I was born to be a hard worker? I just finished the farm trip and I have to suppress bandits again." Qiu Ping sighed. It felt like my boss asked me to work overtime during the holidays. Is it true that I couldn't get any energy out of it?
The time for encircling and suppressing the evil spirit of plague is set to be half a month later, which is not the day of New Year's Eve.
At that time, all living beings in Tiandong will offer sacrifices to their ancestors on that day, and the power of the magnificent incense will flow directly into the oil. Even if the underworld Lord Yama is heavily guarding the east, there will still be many crazy ghosts coming to grab food.
More importantly, some ghost kings who are not under the jurisdiction may also come to plunder.
In Qiu Ping's eyes, it was really a thankless and dangerous thing.
…
Now that he has decided to seek help from the Dongyin Division, he must not be unprepared at all.
No, maybe because of his contribution to helping farmers at the end of the year, the "progress bar" on Qiu Ping's back has grown a bit. The progress that originally took two to three months to be full is now full in one and a half months.
It just so happened that he could go to the underworld first and search for some treasures, which would also give him more trump cards in the encirclement and suppression by Jie Donglai.
"thump."
Qiu Ping drilled through the space and indeed appeared in the sky of Huangquan Terrace again.
Before the ownership of Huangquan Terrace was completely determined, he would come here every time he traveled through it.
He did not hesitate to move eastward, and immediately raised the sea-covering flag and rolled his body up. Then the water vapor around his body surged, lifting his body up and slowing down his descent to the east.
He has finally entered the realm of the Ancestral Aperture, possessing three hundred years of Taoism, and he will no longer fall half to death like before.
In the open space of Huangquan Terrace, everyone walked around with their eyes closed. Compared to more than a month ago, their auras were much weaker.
Although they are practicing cultivation and do not need to eat, the despair of not being able to replenish themselves for a long time and not knowing when they can go out has become a big torture for them.
"Ahem."
Qiu Ping coughed lightly. In the quiet Huangquan Terrace, the sound he made was like thunder.
Everyone stood up loudly and looked around with their eyes. They couldn't tell where the man was hiding, but they finally found him again!
"That's three buckets of yellow spring water in exchange for my three powerful men. If I agree, we will make a deal." Without saying a word, the ghostly man flew out three dark yellow pearls from his legs. One pearl can be worth a bucket.
Yellow spring water.
He was already being tortured and scared by that person, so he wanted to get out of there quickly, otherwise who knows whether that person would continue to increase the price.
"Come on, then you can get the dragon and tiger warriors!" Qiu Ping was happy in his heart. Tomorrow was really a good start, and they were all rushing to do business with him.
He threw three soybeans to the wrong party.
"That's my clear blue light." A ghost-like man in Niehai Ghost City threw out a ray of light and landed in an open space not far away.
Qiu Ping also gave the wrong party a soybean. So far, four of the ten dragon and tiger warriors had been replaced.
"What do you think about my sword plate? If I don't do it, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave tomorrow. Not only will I not be able to leave, but no one else will be able to leave." Qiu Ping looked at the woman, waiting for an answer from the other party.
As soon as he spoke, many people looked at the woman with a bit of oppression.
"Change!"
The woman's soul has been separated from the body for four months. Even if she is protected by the sect's secret medicine, she can no longer hold on. If she delays her departure any longer, she may completely lose contact with her soul, and she will be able to become a ghost and immortal.
She immediately exchanged the [Seven Ultimate Swords of the Coiling Snake] for a dragon and tiger warrior.
Although it sounds ridiculous to exchange her own things for her own things, she has no choice at the moment.
"Is there anyone else who wants to change? He has five powerful men?" Qiu Ping's eyes were a little malicious. Those people were all fat sheep, and there was a lot of power behind them.
Although everyone couldn't see him at the moment, they still felt a bit chilly on their backs.